La Solitudie spesso aiuta

Lets not break our eye contact lets have a spiritual experience 💖

luckyyyyy

And just like that, she earned her collar. And her cuffs. And a spanking. And my fingers down her little throat. And an eternal evening of merciless, unholy teasing and taunting and manhandling and abuse. She earned an absolutely agonizing couple of hours of torment during which I remained fully clothed (minus the belt and the tie, which were put to other uses) and she was kept on edge with mere hands and breathe and words and the occasional graze of my lips and tongue. And then she earned the merciful first orgasm, and the increasingly unbearable dozen or more after that. Eventually, she earned that first massive load (can she even remember where that one went?) and then the three after, only pumped out when her little quivering trembling voice was able to force out a polite “please.” So with that collar, she earned all of her Master’s attention and adoration and love. And every beautiful, twisted, obsessive, romantic, sick, and loving way that I project it.

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